Her Professors
They were her silent guardians, her steadfast support system.
That night, as she practiced "Awakened," Kayla’s eyes misted at the final section—a quiet, ascending set of notes, shimmering with the promise of rebirth. Her fingers lingered on the keys, feeling every bit of her journey, every struggle and every triumph, stitched into the very fabric of the music.
Convocation Day
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